Huang Xiaowei saw Li Xiangru's heavy and worried face, and felt a little unbearable. proposed to ask Li Xiangru to do this, to a large extent, to make him feel lighter, and not have to feel guilty because he had borne his own things.

They are friends, but in the end they are not people of the same world. From the time she met Li Xiangru, she felt that in addition to the stubborn melancholy in the eyes of this young man, there must be an unknown story.

There are all kinds of things in the world, who doesn't hide some sad stories in their hearts?

Therefore, if her friend didn't want to say it, she didn't inquire, and she didn't take the initiative to ask.

The cultivators struggled with each other, and on that night when she was persecuted by her brother Gu Daoming, she already knew that she was powerless to intervene. If it weren't for Li Xiangru and the drunkard surnamed Wang, just that sword cultivator's two-inch momentum would be enough to kill her.

Maybe it was a wrong choice to let Li Xiangru accept it? At this time, Di Huang Xiaowei was a little hesitant to let Li Xiangru give up this idea. She shifted her next step, but stopped talking.

Li Xiangru rubbed his cheeks with both hands. These things should not have been said in front of Huang Xiaowei, but when he raised his eyes, he found Huang Xiaowei who was silent, quite apologetic, and said, "Sorry, the topic is far away." ”

Huang Xiaowei shook his head slowly. suppressed the idea of persuading Li Xiangru to give up her pursuit of the Abyss Sword Cultivation, she knew that she couldn't persuade her. After thinking about it, he told him seriously: "Remember, you must have the ability to protect yourself before you go to them!"

"Well, I'm not going to provoke them easily without being completely sure!" reassured Lee Sang-ru.

Huang Xiaowei breathed a sigh of relief, shifted his gaze to the two beams of sunlight projected from outside, and then looked at the sky near dusk, and smiled at him: "Why don't you eat something first?"

Li Xiangru thought about it, shook his head, and refused: "No, I have to go back." You're busy with yours first. After speaking, he handed the scroll to Huang Xiaowei.

Huang Xiaowei didn't force it, nodded, glanced at the picture scroll handed over by Li Xiangru, and said, "I don't know how to appreciate this kind of elegant thing." You can keep it, although the aura of this picture scroll has been lost, it is still a famous painting. Keep it as a souvenir. ”

Li Xiangru pondered for a while and said, "Okay." Then I'll go back first. After speaking, he bowed. Slowly exit the door.

Huang Xiaowei stood at the door of the study, looking at the thin figure who was leaving with the knife behind his back, and was silent. The red glow of the setting sun was shining on her resolute face, reflecting a gloomy and bleak scene.

Lu'er walked over at this time and saluted, and said crisply: "Third Miss, there is news from Douzi that someone has been found." ”

Huang Xiaowei pulled his gaze back when he heard this, looked at Lu'er, and after Lu'er nodded affirmatively, he frowned. "Hmm. Prepare the horse. ”

Lu'er glanced at Huang Xiaowei with a complicated expression, and went down in response.

It wasn't until Lu'er disappeared at the end of the eaves that she muttered in a low voice, "Big brother...... Why bother?"

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Outside the capital, to the south, there is a small town that specializes in receiving guests who come and go because of the delay in entering the city gate. The town is not big, with simple thatched huts and houses, and a wine inn. On the hillside of the south side, there is also a dilapidated city god temple.

Outside the City God Temple, there are overgrown rocks and grass.

The light of the night, which had not yet completely pulled down, could faintly see the dry blood of the doorway turning dark red into the dirt.

The temple was very dilapidated, and the dilapidated gate itself was now gone, except for a few freshly cut wood chips showing that there had been a door. There is no longer an idol of the god of worship in it. The only table was covered in thick dust.

In the middle of the clearing, a bonfire slowly rose.

Campfires are not for warmth, just for lighting.

Beanzi was still wearing a hideous ground mask, silently wiping the knife with a cloth. The firelight was imprinted on the surface of the sword, red as blood.

A young man with a few sword marks on his clothes, his face was pale, his beard was unkempt, and his hair was messily leaning against the corner of the table. There is a kind of aftermath of the catastrophe - rejoice? He looked at Douzi with hatred, this nobody who had been with Huang Xiaowei for a short time had now become the helmsman of the Tsing Yi Gang. And himself, from the eldest son of the Tsing Yi Gang, has become a dog who has lost his family in all directions. All of this has changed in just two months.

Douzi seemed to feel Gu Daoming's resentful eyes, turned his head to glance at it, and looked at him with cold killing intent.

The latter's throat squirmed, and he slowly lowered his head in fear.

Gu Daoming seemed to remember that Douzi had just killed his only six henchmen one by one, and when he killed someone, he didn't even blink an eye. Even if the shoulder blade was stabbed with a sword, it was only calmly torn apart and bandaged hastily.

During the whole process, the beans were calm to the extreme. It's as if he was a dead man without any emotion.

Whether it's murder, or pain. It's as if these things are so prosaic.

The bonfire wood in the temple made a "crackling" sound. There were also bursts of cowardly insect chirping from the weeds in the temple, intermittently. After that, it was Gu Daoming's gasp.

Soon after, the terrible silence was shattered by the sound of horses' hooves outside the temple.

Douzi's ears twitched slightly, and after listening for a while, he put the knife in his sheath and stood up and walked out of the temple gate.

"Third Miss!" Douzi saluted and rushed to the humane.

Huang Xiaowei dismounted and threw the reins of the horse to the Tsing Yi gang who greeted them at the door. The accompanying Lu Er took a burden from the horse, and followed behind with a jar of wine in his hand.

Huang Xiaowei nodded at the beans. After smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, he frowned slightly, and looked at the beans with a slight dissatisfaction.

Douzi's eyes were calm and indifferent.

Huang Xiaowei has always warned Beans not to take too much of their killing intentions, and not to lose their hearts. She knew the hatred in Douzi's heart, but she didn't want him to kill too much because of hatred. But these exhortations had no effect? She looked up twice more at the two gangs next to Bean, who trembled slightly under her gaze.

Huang Xiaowei opened his mouth and asked, "There are only three of you left here?"

"Of the six masters, we broke three brothers, two were seriously injured and six were lightly injured. The bodies of the brothers who died in the battle have been transported back, and the injured brothers have also been sent back to Ning'an Town to recuperate. Douzi replied calmly, thought for a moment and added, "The reinforcements have been scattered around to defend themselves. ”

Hearing the casualties, Huang Xiaowei's brows furrowed again. This is not the time to mention this issue. Only then did he take a closer look at the beans on his shoulders with red blood stains, his voice softened, and he asked with concern, "Are your injuries okay?"

"It's fine. Skin trauma, heal in a few days. "The beans are still the same cool voice and gesture.

For Douzi's inadvertent indifference, Huang Xiaowei was a little helpless. After that incident, Douzi's whole person changed, and for so long, the smile seemed to be burned with the fire. Only in front of the ugly lady does Douzi have a normal attitude. She sighed helplessly, raised her legs and took a step, then turned back to Douzi and said, "The ugly lady is back, I came to the gang to look for you last time." Go back and meet her first. ”

Douzi's body paused slightly, and a kind of joy flashed in his eyes, gradually turning into gloom, and regaining calm. He shook his head, didn't answer, and said, "Some minor injuries, not in the way." I'm standing guard at the door. The third lady has something to call me. ”

Huang Xiaowei shrugged his shoulders helplessly, said no more, and walked into the temple.

Lu'er spread a cloth on the ground and laid out the wrapped meals in the bag one by one. And put a mat at both ends.

Huang Xiaowei flicked his feet and sat down cross-legged.

Gu Daoming's expression was complicated, and he looked at Huang Xiaowei motionlessly.

Huang Xiaowei stopped carrying the wine jar and poured the wine into Lu'er, and said, "You go and wait outside first." ”

Lu'er glanced at Gu Daoming, who was curled up in a corner, with a look of hesitation. Seeing the third lady with a cold face, she had no choice but to slowly retreat.

When there were only the two of them in the small temple, Huang Xiaowei slowly poured two bowls of wine and put one bowl on the opposite side. He raised his eyes and glanced at the haggard Gu Daoming, sighed and said, "Big brother, sit down and eat something." ”

Gu Daoming's stomach happened to rumble at this time. They have been chased by beans for days, and they have not been able to sleep well all night, and they are hungry. He hesitated, slowly got up, walked over with illusory steps, and sat down.

The smell of wine and meat had already made him swallow a few times, and he stared at a roast chicken that was still steaming with glowing eyes, and swallowed a few more saliva times with a grunt. Stretching out his dirty hands to grab the ground, he stopped instantly, and asked suspiciously, "Is this ...... Over here...... It's not poisonous, is it?"

Huang Xiaowei sighed and replied leisurely: "You have always been my eldest brother and my father's biological son. Even if you never recognize me as your sister, I still treat you as a relative. Your father has passed away, and you are the only bloodline of the Gu family. ”

Gu Daoming's face was vague, and he asked repeatedly, "Isn't it a severed head wine?"

Huang Xiaowei shook his head, pointed to the food, and said, "Eat at ease, if I want to kill you." There's no need to do anything else. ”

Think about it, if Huang Xiaowei really wants to kill him, just let Douzi do it. Of the more than 20 people, the only remaining six were also killed by Beanzi. With the power of beans, it is easy to kill yourself. He can not believe that Huang Xiaowei will not kill him, but he believes that there will be no poison in this wine and meat. So, he grabbed the plate of cooked meat with both hands, tore off a chicken leg, and devoured it. From time to time, he would take the wine from the bowl and pour it into the mouth of the meaty place. The wine slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he wiped it off the dirty clothes, and went on to grab a large pig's trotter......

Huang Xiaowei looked at Gu Daoming, who was so downcast, that he didn't feel good in his heart. The brother in front of him killed his father and Grandpa Deng in the wine shop, so that Douzi's face was burned and his appearance was ruined, and he escaped death many times. Even this exposure, King Ning sent a letter saying that the eldest brother had been instructed by several adults in the court to regain the position of the leader of the Tsing Yi Gang when he returned to Beijing this time. At this time, Gu Daoming was still thinking about how to become the leader of the Tsing Yi Gang, how to drive himself down, or kill himself.

She didn't know if this was Gu Daoming's naivety or her own naivety. Because, she still didn't want to kill Gu Daoming.